I want to know how many scares you have and memorize the shape of your tongue. I want to climb the curves of your back and count your vertebrae, your ribs, your fingers, your goose bumps. I want to chart the typography of your anatomy and be fluent in your body language. I want you, entire.
.“They were both beautiful. Neither realized that they had feared their own beauty, hid it intentionally. Neither realized they had been challenging the world: Find me lovely anyway, desire my friendship, come close in spite of my strangeness, my belief in UFOs and reincarnation. I dare you. But someone had come close anyway. There was nothing left for them to prove.”
i think there are worlds inside all of us contained only tenuously by the soft covers of skin the green in your eyes is alight with the sun and i realise yours is the most beautiful world i've ever the privilege to touch
And so there must be in life something like a catastrophic turning point, when the world as we know ceases to exist. A moment that transform us into a different person from one heartbeat to the next... ~Jan-Philipp Sendker❤️☀️
“I want you to make love to me. I want to go to your room, your bed, be under you, feel you inside me, see your eyes, feel your body and know…we're together. I don't know if that's love or just need, but I know I need you. I need that with you. I need what I've never known and I need it from you. Only you. And it may destroy everything or build something. I really don't know. I just know…Please make love to me." ― Joey W. Hill Devotions of a Duchess ~Duchess De'Lioncourt